Without another word, he turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Christina stared at him in silence as he walked away.She was sure that this wasn't an illusion.

Patrick had been flustered, and his footsteps were hurried and messy.

What happened to him? Was he sick? Soon the door was opened again.

Nanny Faang came in with a large bowl of scallop porridge.

"It's very hot.Be careful.Nanny Faang was attentive as usual.She wasn't in a hurry to eat, and stayed in bed still, as Nanny Faang put a porcelain bowl and a spoon onto the table for her.

Suddenly she talked.

"Send some to Patrick's study.He may not have dinner yet..."

Nanny Faang served her half a bowl of porridge and said, "Yes, he hasn't had dinner yet."

"Miss Parker called to remind me that Young Master Patrick had drunk a lot of wine outside and hadn't had dinner.So I asked the cook to prepare dinner for both of you.I'll just leave the food here.He prefers eating with you here..."

Christina quieted down.

"Sure."

She answered casually.She rolled over on the bed and buried half of her face in the pillow.

It seemed that she had lost her appetite.

Then there was a click.

Nanny Faang closed the door and walked out.

Silence returned to the bedroom.

"Barbara is so considerate..."

She didn't get up from bed until Nanny Faang had left.

Maybe that was because she didn't want other people to consider her as someone who haggled over every ounce.

She didn't like to be jealous.

Christina had her own pride.

Although she could not help Patrick with the company's business like Barbara did, she could at least not be a burden to him.

Of course, she wanted to do something for him, but what? The exquisite big clock on the bedroom wall had gone from 10 to 12.

Her mind was just a mess during the past two hours.

She glanced at the door.

Patrick hadn't returned yet.

to stay up all night in the study? She scratched

porridge is

urged her to dial the familiar number

on the other end of the

mood turned even worse.She raised her voice and urged him

asked the cook to cook

Patrick was startled.

reading the material he just received on the computer, he heard her clearly.She wanted him to go back

"I'm coming."

relieved hearing his reply.She hung up

like an invitation

couldn't help but complain

was

off the computer and returned to

mine.The warm porridge in the cup

rarely had the chance to eat together and

him some porridge and pushed the bowl

stared at

"Thanks."

the porridge gracefully with

the big bedroom became

suggestions such as that she should communicate more with

nothing in common

was obvious that he was avoiding

tell that he was

eyes at the man on the other side of the

this afternoon.But I'm fine.Safe.Healthy.Didn't even catch

own, explaining things that he would definitely ask her

was not my idea to go to the Gordon Hotel...Barbara sent me a text message from your phone, telling

of Barbara made her a

no reactions to her words.He put the bowl back on the table

was unusual for her to explain things to

nothing until servants reported it to

to ask her.He was surprised tonight to see

pool.He wasn't too worried about

done things a lot more dangerous than this

important is, she

was something strange about

you.Show me

wasn't her, who else would be

the phone when I

Patrick's number.His cell phone

Patrick sounded pretty sure about

white phone in her right hand with a little scrutiny in his

"Hand me the phone..."

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